Your's Truly
Yours truly ...
When hopes are bleak
Opportunities sleek
When despair rules
Misery the tool
When appreciation is gone
Ridicule is on
Used
Battered
Tattered
Forlorn
Forgone
Lime Lights replaced
Spots of darkness covered
Standing in eternal time
Arms stretched
I behold
Come seek refuge
In abandoned temples of Love
The bell still rings
The light still glimmers
I pour the oils of self
Keeping the flame ablaze
No questions asked
No shame inflected
Come home
For your hustling emotions
Need some rest !!
@ 'dusk'....
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